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Karma’s Mirror” Reflections of Karma: The Mirror of ExistenceGood deeds are the virtual reflection in the mirror of existence, while bad deeds are its blurred reflection. Every thought, word, and action projects an image into the grand mirror of life — an imprint that shapes the patterns of our destiny. Just as light and shadow […]

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Unveiling Maya: A Reflection on Existence Introduction: The Paradox of “No” When human life itself begins with “no”—the foundation of negation and illusion—what truly is the essence of our being? Every human existence unfolds within the grand play of Maya, the web of illusion that binds perception and reality together. Within this intricate design, human

The Interwoven Dimensions of Perception, Mind, and Karma Human perception is not a mere function of the five senses—it is a symphony orchestrated by the interplay between sensory experience, mental conditioning, and the subtle law of cause and effect known in Eastern philosophy as karma. The apparent simplicity of seeing, hearing, touching, tasting, or smelling

In the Labyrinth of Perception: A Journey Beyond IllusionIn the maze of a deep, delusional life, we often wander, searching for anchors, for truths that seem unshakable. Yet upon closer examination, it becomes clear that nothing is truly real, unreal, or unreasonable. Reality, in its apparent solidity, is but a reflection of the mind that

Life can be determinately expressedas a destined framework —a self-created spider web,woven by the trembling hands of the soul,between the unseen pillars of time and breath. Each strand shimmers —fragile, uncertain, alive.It glistens in morning dew,then trembles in the storm of moments,unstable every heartbeat,ever trembling in the winds of change. It is non-everlasting forever —a

Life can be determinately expressed as a destined framework of a self-created spider web — a delicate, shimmering structure spun from the very threads of our consciousness. Every strand we weave becomes a reflection of our choices, our desires, our fears, and our destiny. Yet, within this intricate web lies the paradox of existence —

Everything in existence does not truly belong to anyone. What we call “possessions” — lands, riches, titles, or relationships — are but temporary arrangements that shift hands with the flow of circumstances. They exist as experiences, not as eternal ownerships. Nothing belongs to everyone in permanence, for even the earth, sky, rivers, and forests are

He was a flower of sound, a carnation blooming in the soil of Assam, rooted in rivers, forests, and hills, petaled with words, fragrance of harmony, breathing joy into every heart. He was a stream of voice, a current flowing through valleys and villages, uniting caste and creed in one rhythm, his songs carrying the

The universe listens—not with ears, but with the silence of five elements, awaiting the touch of sound, the rhythm of spirit, the hymn that bends air, water, fire, earth, and skyinto a single breath of life. Lyrics become rivers, tune becomes the flame, vocal sound rises like the wind, and rhythm beats as the earth’s